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Love and Tea 



A Comedy-Drama of Colonial 
Times in Two Acts 



Written at the instance of the D. A. R. 



By 

ANNA PHILLIPS SEE 

Author of " When Women Vote^^ etc* 



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Love and Tea 



CHARACTERS 

Miss Lavinia Boltwood, a despotic spinster. 

Betty Boltwood, lur jiiece. 

Mrs. Cowles, a neighbor . 

Mrs. Adams, a neighbor. 

Mrs. Strong, the village gossip. 

Mandy, slave of Miss Boltwood. 

Judge Ingram, a middle-aged bachelor of mild Tory sentiments, 

William Dickinson, a fiery young Minuteman. 

SYNOPSIS 

Act I. — Place, the living-room of a comfortable village home. 
Time, April 1775, a few days after the Battle of Lexington. 
Act II. — Place, the same. 
Time, June 1775, not long after the battle of Bunker Hill. 

THE STORY OF THE PLAY 

Miss Boltwood, a despotic spinster, is persuaded to join a band 
of ladies who have sworn to give up tea and all taxed articles till 
the Revolutionary War is over. The tea habit is too strong for 
Miss Boltwood and she drinks it secretly. Her niece, Betty, dis- 
covers this and uses the information to compel her aunt to consent 
to her (Betty's) engagement to the young minuteman, William 
Dickinson. 

Miss Boltwood also has a lover, the Tory, Judge Ingram, whom 
she has kept dangling for years. When he joins the Patriot cause 
and she hears the (false) report that he has been arrested as a spy, 
she champions him and finds that she loves him ; she becomes an 
ardent Patriot also— all this just as he has decided that their/nV«^- 
ship is ideal! Mandy, who is a privileged character, furnishes 
much fun. 




Copyright, 191 5, by Anna Phillips See 
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Love and Tea 



ACT I 

SCENE. — The living-room of Miss Boltwood's home. There 
are doors to L. and R., a closed wiiidow near r., a fireplace 
with fire riear c. a7id over it a cupboard that locks ; a tea 
table, four straight chairs, a high winged chair or settle, a 
mirror, furtiishings of a colonial tea table f a black cat 
{toy), etc. 

(Mandy is discovered o?i stage. She pokes fire, looks into 
kettle i stumbles over cat by the hearth.') 

Mandy. Dere's dat cat agin ! Here you, Salem, git out 
from under Mandy's feet 'fore I break my neck or yours ! 
Black imp o' Satan ! {The cat is supposed to spit.) He spits ! 
I pray you, spit not at poor old Mandy, please, Mr. Cat ! Oh, 
you looks a very witch cat ! Good Salem ! Good pussy ! 

(JPets the cat.) 

Enter Betty Boltwood in afternoon dress but with an 
apron on. 

Betty. Mandy, aunt bids you assist me with the porcelain 
against the tea-drinking this afternoon. Fetch the linen towel 
and the tray. 

Mandy. Yes, missy. Here dey is. 

(Mandy gets towel and tray and she and Betty wipe the 
dishes afid arrange thein on the tea table. ) 

Betty {holding up cream pitcher). I like well this tea set, 
Mandy. 'Twas a most pleasing gift that aunt's cousin fetched 
her from China. She surely hath a vast love for tea. 'Tis 
almost a carnal weakness ! 



4 LOVE AND TEA 

Mandy. True, missy. You' aunt do love tea most 'strava- 
gaiitly, an' cats too! {Looks scornfully at Salem.) A true 
sign she will never marry. But Missy Boltwood am so sperity 
de mens am 'fraid of her, mebbe. 

Betty {as they set the table). Aunt is too strong-willed 
and — and — managing to obey any man. Heard you not that 
when a girl she was betrothed to Judge Ingram, but could not 
abide the thought of marriage ? 

Mandy. Lawsy, Miss Betty ! An* such friends as dey is, 
too ! De Judge am a Tory. Is dat de reason Missy Boltwood 
ain't no patriarch like mos' of de Hartfield ladies? 

Betty. Nay, Mandy, 'tis because aunt lived so many years 
in England. She thinks there need be no quarrel between the 
Colonies and the king. Could she but hear WiUiam Dickinson 
defend the cause of our independence 

{There is the sound of a wagon driven rapidly, Mandy 
runs to the window dish in hand.) 

Mandy. Why, dere's you' William Dickinson now, a-dashin* 
by in de wagon ! 

Betty {darting also to the wifidow). Where? I see only 
dust. Looked he not up at the window, Mandy ? 

Mandy. No, Miss Betty. He was racin' dose colts over 
de groun' ! 

Betty {pouting). And we have not met in two long days ! 

Mandy {earnestly). Miss Betty, if you' aunt knew how 
lovery you is wid dat William Dickinson, she would prison you 
in you' chamber. You know well she can't 'bide de Dickin- 
sons 'count of de old quarrel 'tween de famblies. 

Betty. True, but naught can be said against William. He 
is the bravest and handsomest minuteman in the company, 
and 

Mandy. Sh, missy ! I hears you' aunt on de stairs. 

Enter Miss Lavinia Boltwood, handsomely gowned. 

Miss B. Cease your chattering, Mandy. Fetch me the 
egg cakes and the macaroons from the great cupboard. 

[Exit Mandy. 

Betty. With your permission, aunt, I will go abroad to 
take the air. 'Tis too beauteous a day to remain within. 

{Takes off her apron.) 



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Miss B. Then I pray you go down to the Meadow Road 
and buy me some sage cheese from Mrs. iVbiel Dickinson. 
Should you chance to see young William, chatter not with him. 
'Tis not seemly for maidens to talk overmuch with men. 

Enter Mandy with a plate of cakes in each hand. She stands 
iistefiing with the plates slanted so that the cakes are in 
danger of falling off. S/ie now grins knowingly at Betty 
behind Miss B.'s back. 

Betty {demurely). I will heed your counsel, aunt. 'Twill 
be best to wear my new bonnet. The old one is sadly shabby. 

i^Exit Betty, who retur?is in a moment and puts her bonnet 
on before the mirror.) 

Miss B. Mandy, you stupid, lay down the plates and put 
the teapot to warm. 

Mandy {putting teapot on the hearth). Is you goin' to 
give old Mandy jess a leetle tea to-day, missy ? I knows tea 
is powerful 'spensive. Why so, missy? 

Miss B. Because the Parliament taxes tea. Have you no 
remembrance of the Boston Tea Party, more than a year agone, 
when the tea was thrown overboard in Boston Harbor? 

Mandy. Yes, missy, I recommembers, an' lots of lady 
patriarchs stopped drinkin' tea den. Missy Abiel Dickinson 
she drink ** Liberty Tea," an' I helps her pick de raspberry 
leaves las' summer 

{^Knocker sou?ids.) 

Miss B. There is the knocker, Mandy. Do you attend the 
door. {Exit Mandy. She ushers in Mrs. Strong, Mrs. 
Cowi,ES and Mrs. Adams.) Good-afternoon, Mrs. Strong; 
good -afternoon, Mrs. Cowles; good-afternoon, Mrs. Adams. I 
hope I see you all well. 

Mrs. S. I am in my usual state of good health, thank you, 
Miss Bolt wood. 

Mrs. C. Save for a slight rheum, I am enjoying the bless- 
ing of health, thank you. 

Mrs. a. Thank you kindly. Miss Boltwood, I am as well 
as can be expected. 

Miss B. Lay aside your cloaks, ladies. Mandy, assist the 
ladies. 

{They remove their wraps.) 



6 LOVE AND TEA 

Mrs. S. Did I not see your niece Betty flitting through the 
lane as I came by ? 

Miss B. It may be. I sent her on an errand to Mrs. Abiel 
Dickinson's. 'Tis a safe walk to the Meadow Road. 

(She moves to the fireplace and makes the tea.) 

Mrs. S. {looking meafiingly at the others). Laws-a-massy ! 
Is she throwing the girl at William's head ? 

Mrs. a. Sh ! She does not know how enamored the young 
people are. When she learns it — poor Betty ! 

Miss B. {turning from the fireplace). I pray you, ladies, 
draw up to the table ere the tea be cold. {They seat them- 
selves. Mandy brings the teapot and places it before Miss B. 
Mandy looks lo7igingly at the tea, sfiiffs it, and licks her lips 
behind their backs. The ladies pour the tea into their saucers 
and blow it noisily, crooking their little fingers as they raise 
the saucers to their lips. At a sign from Miss B., Mandy 
exits.') 'Tis a pity I have none of my rose conserve to give 
you. I sent it all to my friends in England by the Christmas 
packet. 

Mrs. S. Your conserve is marvelous. Miss Bolt wood. The 
receipt is a secret, I presume. 

Miss B. A family heirloom, Mrs. Strong. Pray tell me, 
ladies, if the tea be sufficiently brewed. I can assure you 'tis 
prime Bohea and no " Liberty Tea " ! 

{She laughs a little scornfully. ) 

Mrs. C. 'Tis of an elegant strength and 'tis an elegant tea. 
I feel certain no duty was paid on it. Was it honestly smug- 
gled, my dear Miss Boltwood ? 

{All laugh.) 

Miss B. Indeed it was, and through Judge Ingram too. 
A poor Tory he ! 

Mrs. A. Mayhap the good man will become a patriot in 
time. {Helps herself to a cake.) 

Mrs. S. We ought to scorn to use anything taxed, as the 
king hath used the Colonies so unjustly ! Still, 'twould be a 
hardship to give up the tea. 

Miss B. Well, I am neither Tory nor patriot ; so I drink 
smuggled tea, and shall drink it till I am under better advise- 
ment. Pray take of the candied cherries, Mrs. Strong. May 
I fill your cup, Mrs. Cowles? {The knocker sounds. Mandy 



LOVE AND TEA 7 

passes through from l. to R. She ushers in Judge Ingram, 
who carries a neivspaper. All rise and curtsey.) Good- 
afternoon, Stephen Ingram. 

Judge. Good-afternoon, Miss Lavinia. Pray do not let me 
interrupt your tea-drinking, ladies. I but stopped in passing 
to leave Miss Boltwood's Boston Gazette. The news is recent— 
but four days old— and of great moment. {He opens the paper.) 
The Provincial Congress at Lexington is adjourned. 'Tis said 
General Gage is resolved to crush the rebellion. {Ladies show 
excitement.) He has now in Boston four thousand disciplined 
men. I fear me there will be war, long and bloody, before our 
king is master once more. 

Mrs. C. Master ! Never again in these colonies ! 

{The ladies rise in indignation.^ 

Mrs. S. Our minutemen will match with any British 

soldiers ! 

Mrs. a. We women can assist our men, if it comes to a war 

against injustice ! 

Judge {laughing). Ladies, ladies! Such ardent patriots, 
and yet drinking tea ! 

Mrs. a. {firmly). If war is coming and our men must 
fight, I, too, can make some sacrifice. 1 will give up tea and 
all taxed articles. 

Mrs. S. And I ! 

Mrs. C. I, too ! Come, Miss Boltwood, jom our league. 
It shall be named from your house where 'twas born, ''The 
Boltwood Band." Come, now. 

Miss B. Nay, I am no patriot. 

All. Come, come ; no denial. 

{They Join hands and place hers in theirs.) 

Mrs. C. This shall be our oath : *' We swear to give up tea 
and all taxed articles till the war be over." Now, in unison. 

All {including Miss B.). We swear to give up tea and all 
taxed articles till the war be over. 

(Judge looks on amused.) 

Judge (rising ). Well, ladies, now that you are all com- 
mitted to raspberry leaves and linsey-woolsey, 1 will go. ( There 
is the sound of a galloping horse, then excited voices of men. 
All rise and go to the window.) 'Tis an express. Look you, 



8 LOVE AND TEA 

his horse is smoking ! There must be news from Boston. I 
will go and learn it, then report to you. \_Exif. 

Mrs. a. Oh, I pray there has been no bloodshed ! 

Mrs. S. If blood has been shed, let us hope 'twas British ! 

(Mandy rushes in from l., greatly excited. She looks over 
the shoulders of the ladies at the window.^ 

Miss B. {sharply). Mandy ! Get you to the kitchen ! 

\^Exit Mandy, at l. 

Enter Judge, at r. He looks very grave. 

Judge. 'Tis as I feared. The rash minutemen have fired 
on the king's troops and war has begun. Day before yesterday 
there was a fight at Lexington and Concord 

Mrs. S. Tell us, man ! Who was victorious ? 

Judge. The rebels stood their ground, 'tis reported, and 
the king's troops retreated, but not because of defeat 

Mrs. C. Did the Regulars retreat to Boston ? 

Judge. Yes, and I fear it was a rout at the last. Owing 
to the firing of the rebels from behind walls and trees, the Brit- 
ish became panic-stricken. 

Mrs. S. {excitedly'). Hurroo for our brave men ! *Tis 
glorious that they routed the trained troops ! 

Miss B. But why did the fighting begin out at Lexington, 
Stephen? 'Tis a good ten miles from Boston. 

Judge. General Gage was hoping to destroy the ammuni- 
tion at Concord. In some way his plan was learned, and Paul 
Revere, the goldsmith, rode all night warning the countryside. 
When the Regulars came, the minutemen were ready. 

Mrs. a. {compassionately). Did many men fall? 

Judge. 'Tis reported a hundred minutemen and nearly 
three hundred of the king's troops. 

Mrs. S. Well, thanks for that ! Each minuteman, it seems, 
convoyed three Britishers with him out of existence ! 

Mrs. a. My dear Mrs. Strong ! Feel you no pity? 

Judge {listening). The Hartfield minutemen are sum- 
moned to assemble at once at Clapp's Tavern. Methinks I hear 
the drums. 

Mrs. C. I must needs return home with the news. Miss 
Bolt wood. I thank you for a very elegant tea. 

Miss B. As 'tis your last for the present, I am glad it 
pleased your taste. 



LOVE AND TEA 9 

Mrs. S. (rising). Forget not your vow, ladies. 'Tis for 
our hostess to uphold the '* Boltwood Band." 

Miss B. I have passed my word, and shall keep it. I 
never break a promise. (Ladies curtsey.) Farewell, ladies. 
(^Exeunt Mrs. C, Mrs. A. and Mrs. S.) I fear me, 
Stephen, troublous times are before us, and there is a 
matter I would discuss with you. Should the v/ar prove 
serious I may return to England. I would Betty were 
well settled, for she is over-impulsive and filled with 
romance. You are a Tory and will fare well when the patriots 
are punished, as they doubtless will be. Why should you not 
marry the child ? 'Twould be a most excellent arrangement. 

Judge. Marry Betty ! Impossible ! How can you suggest 
such a thing ? The girl would not abide one old enough to be 
her father. Besides, there is an obstacle. 

Miss B. An obstacle ! Pray what ? 

Judge. Yourself, Lavinia. My heart is still yours though 
you cruelly condemn me to single living. I am ever hoping 
that you may reconsider your decision. 

Miss B. Say no more, Stephen. I thought the old flame 
had died for lack of fuel. I like you well in friendship, but as 
I have declared, I will not be at the bidding of any man. I 
will not. 

Judge (sadly). As you will, Lavinia. But if you consent 
not to my happiness, at least do not mar Betty's. She and 
young William Dickinson are lovers. He is a fine, upright 
youth. Let her marry where she will. 

Miss B. (horrified). What? Betty philandering with 
William Dickinson ! The sly minx ! She shall never marry 
any Dickinson, however ^'upright" he be. 

Enter Mandy at L., much excited, carrying carpet-bag and 
bundles, 

Mandy. Oh, missy, missy ! De Britishers is comin' ! I'se 
all ready to run ! 

Miss B. Hush, stupid ! They will not come here. 

\^Exit Mandy, running from L. to r. 

Judge (moving toward door at r.). Good-night, Lavinia. 
Is there never to be hope for me ? 

(He takes her hand.) 

Miss B. (positively). Stephen Ingram, I have declared I 
will never marry, and I am not the sort to break my word. 



10 LOVE AND TEA 

(^Listens.) List ! There are the drums. Let us go view the 
minutemen. \_Exeunt. 

Enter Mandy excitedly from l., ivith bundles. She runs to 
window and looks out. Then sees tea table with remai?is 
of the tea-drinking. She peers about to see if the coast is 
deary then dritiks tea left in the cups and teapot , eats cakes. 

Mandy. Might as well eat dis 'fore de Britishers gets it. 

Enter Betty. M-AH-dy Jumps guiltily away from the table. 

Betty. Oh, Mandy ! The minutemen are summoned. 
William must go. What if he should be shot — killed! (She 
covers her face with her ha?ids. The knocker sounds, r.lANDY 
answers it, r., and ushers ifi William Dickinson. Betty 
runs to meet him. Mandy exits at l.) William ! William ! 
I feared 1 should not see you before your leaving. Never did 
1 dream that matters would come to war. 'Tis dreadful ! 

(She weeps.) 

Will. Nay, nay, Betty. 'Tis not dreadful, 'tis glorious to 
fight for our independence. Your tears are unseemly. Come, 
look up. I have brought you a keepsake. (Takes a string 
of gold beads from his pocket. Betty smiles through her tears.) 
When last I was in Boston these confronted me in a goldsmith's 
window and straightway I had a vision of them about your fair 
neck. Let me see the reality. ^ 

(He puts the beads around her neck arid embraces her.) 

Betty. I thank you, William. I will ever wear them 
hidden thus (tucking them under her kerchief) with thoughts 
of you when you are far away. Would that there were no 
need for you to go. 

Will. But there is need, and I go gladly if I go with your 
promise to wed me some time. 

Betty. But my aunt 

Will. I know you have ever put me off because of your 
aunt's disrelish for my family. But now, dear Betty, give me 
this comfort as I leave. Do you not love me ? 

Betty. Indeed I love you with all my heart, William, yet 
I cannot promise without aunt's consent. She has been father 
and mother to me since I was an infant child. 'Twould not 
be light. 



LOVE AND TEA II 

Will, {impatiently). You will not promise without her 
consent and you forbid me to ask it as she will of a surety say 
" No. " Then it lies with j^ou to obtain it by fair means or foul. 

Betty {firmly), William, I will do m.y best to obtain it 
even by craft. 

Enter Miss B. unobserved. She listens. 

Will. Craft would be fair enough. She cannot appreciate 
true affection. A woman who has flouted one of the best men 
in the world and yet doth keep him dangling ! Bah ! Jf he 
were not a saint he would betake himself to another woman 
and be happy. Betty, I love you better than anything in life 
save honor, but I will not be put off like Judge Ingram. I 
swear that I will wed you e'en though a dozen frozen -hearted 
spinsters barred my way. 

Miss B. Highty-tighty, young man ! By what right do 
you embrace my niece ? 

{The lovers start apart.) 

Will. By the right of the great affection between her and 
me, madam. I duly crave your permission to marry her. 

Miss B. {coldly). You are a Dickinson. That permission 
you will never have. 

Will. If there is naught against me save my name, I beg 
of you to reconsider your decision. 

Miss B. {positively). Nay, my mind is made up on that 
point. 

{Sound of drums.) 

Will. 'Tis the last call; I must go. Farewell, Betty. 
{He gathers her in his arms before Miss B. caii come between 
them.) Miss Bolt wood, I am resolved to wed your niece with 
your permission or — without it ! \_Exit. 

(Betty runs to the window.) 

Miss B. Betty Bolt wood, I am amazed that you should 
permit yourself to become interested in a Dickinson ! I forbid 
you to receive this presumptuous young man again. 

(Betty begins to wave her handkerchief at the ivindow. 
Her aunt snatches it fro?n her hand. They both stand 
at the window watching the minutemen.) 

CURTAIN 



ACT II 

SCENE. — The same. A fire is on the hearth^ the cat by the 
fire. The window is open and the roses are seen climbing 
near the sill. It is an afternoon in June not long after the 
battle of Bunker HilL 

(As the curtain riseSf enter Miss B. She is in summer 
dress. She carries a reticule or bag. She goes to door 
at L.) 

Miss B. Mandy ! 

Mandy {appearing in door'). Yes, missy. 
Miss B. Fetch me the parcel of old linen. We roll band- 
ages this afternoon for those wounded at Bunker Hill. 

\_Exit Mandy, 

(Miss B. sits down^ takes the cat in her lap. She sighs.) 

Mandy (entering with a roll of linen in her hand). Here's 
de linen for de poor boys in Bos'on. Dis war am dreadful. 
All de mens gettin' killed and all de rest of us goin' widout 
tea ! Isn't you hankerin' for jus' a leetle tea, missy? 

M.iss'B. {loo kifig embarrassed). Why — why Oh, stop 

your chattering, Mandy ! 

(^The knocker sounds. Mandy exits and returns with a 
letter.) 

Mandy. De post left dis letter, missy. 

(Miss B. opens letter, reads , looks thoughtful, Mandy 
gazes, all curiosity.) 

Miss B. 'Tis from Judge Ingram at Boston. 

Mandy. Glory ! Glory ! De Judge am fighting de 
Britishers ! 

Miss B. Stupid ! You know the Judge is a Tory. I sent 
him to Boston to arrange my affairs in case I should return to 
England. He says {taking up the letter) that he is attending on 
young Dickinson who was badly wounded at Bunker Hill— 

12 



LOVE AND TEA I 3 

while bearing the colors at the head of his company. Humph ! 
He doth not lack bravery, 'twould seem. The Judge requests 
me to send word to the young man's mother. Perchance 
neighbor Kellogg's boy would bear the message to Mrs. Dickin- 
son. I will go and see. 

(^Exit Miss B., at r., leaving letter on the table. Mandy 
exits at L.) 

Enter Betty with knitting. Sits by the window which is open. 
She takes the cat and lifts it to the sill. 

Betty. Smell the roses, Salem. How sweet they be. You 
are a wise pussy ; tell me if William has the rose and the letter 
I sent him some days since. The post is so tardy these days. 
{Puts down cat ; rises and goes to the mirror ; pulls beads 
from their hiding-place tinder her kerchief ; arranges them 
around her neck.') 'Tis a pity I cannot wear William's keep- 
sake openly. The beads become me well. 

Enter Mandy and Betty forgets to hide the beads. Mandy 
brings in the teakettle and hangs it on the crane. 

Mandy. Oh, missy, missy ! You' William Dickinson am 
shot! 

(Betty screams and falls back horror-struck^ then seizes 
Mandy by the arm.) 

Betty. Not killed ! Tell me instantly ! 

Mandy. He am mortally wounded but will recover. De 
Judge say so in dat letter. {Points to letter on table. Betty 
seizes letter and begins to read. Mandy is horrified that she 
should read her aunfs letter.) Oh, missy, missy! You' aunt 
would scalp you did she catch you readin' her letter. She 
mos' awful 'ticular 'bout her letters. 

Betty {with a cry). This letter has been on the way ten 
days I William may be dead for aught we know. 

Mandy {looking out the window). Lawsy, here's Missy 
Boltwood corain' now. She'll see you readin' her letter I 
Guess Mandy better be in de kitchen 1 

(Mandy runs out at l. Betty drops down behind the high 
chair.) 

Enter Miss B. ; takes up letter again ; reads it aloud thought- 
fully. 



14 LOVE AND TEA 

Miss B. "The courage and patriotism of the men have so 
infected me that I am convinced at last. In fact I have alread)^ 
forsworn my allegiance to the king and have enlisted in the 
army of the patriots." {She meditates ; takes cat in her lap as 
she still holds the letter.) Stephen Ingram, you are a fool to 
change opinions at your time of life. And yet even I cannot 
but admire the devotion of the patriots to their cause; the 
cause, too, is a just one. I am minded to embrace it instead of 
being but an onlooker. {She leans back wearily.) Hum, hum. 
I feel the need of my tea. {She goes to door at L. and listens^ 
then to door at r. She takes a key from a hiding-place and 
unlocks the chimney cupboard^ brings out a little teapot^ caddy, 
cup and saucer. She 7nakes herself a cup of tea with the water 
in the kettle and drinks the tea. Betty watches her from her 
hiding-place, and Mandy also puts in her head and sees with 
amazement. Her eyes pop out. When Miss B. rises to put 
the things away, Mandy hastily withdraws and Betty hides 
again.) There, Salem, I feel better for my Bohea, but what a 
scandal 'twould make did the *' Boltwood Band " know of my 
daily deceit. But you are my only confidant, Salem, and I 
know I can trust your discretion. {She rises ; takes reticule 
preparing to go out. Steps toward L. Mandy can be heard 
falling backward and exclaiming " Oh, lawsy I ") Mandy ! 

Mandy. Yes, missy. 

Miss B. Come now into the garden and pick all the roses 
that are overblown. To-morrow I make the rose conserve. I 
will show you the blossoms I have in mind. 

Mandy. Yes, Missy Boltwood. 

( They exeunt at R. As soon as they are gone Betty comes 
from her hiding-place. She takes the key and unlocks the 
cupboard, smells of the teapot and says " Teal^^ Then 
she locks the cupboard again and is about to steal out at r. 
when Miss B. reenters at R. She looks sharply at Betty 
afid perceives the beads.) 

Miss B. Betty, where got you those beads ? 

Betty {confused and trying to conceal them). What — what 
beads, aunt? 

Miss B. Do not attempt deceit with me. You know well 
what I mean. The gold beads about your neck; who gave 
you them ? 

Betty {rtvith courage). They are a keepsake from William 
Dickinson. I pray you, aunt, be not displeased. 



LOVE AND TEA 1 5 

Miss B. {sharply). Give them to me. 'Tis not seemly for 
maidens to receive trinkets from young men. Come, undo 
them. 

Betty. Nay, aunt, I will not. I promised to wear them 
always and I will not take them off, e'en at your command. 

Miss B. Well, then, I will take them off for you. (Miss B. 
unclasps the beads after some resistance on Betty's part. 
They fall to the floor. Betty snatches them up a?id throws 
them out of the window. She and her aufit gaze at each other 
defiantly. Miss B. goes to the window.) Mandy, quick, bring 
me the beads that Miss Betty threw from the window just now. 

Mandy (heard from outside). Yes, missy. 

Miss B. {afigrily). Your conduct is disgraceful, miss. 
Know you not 'tis wicked to disobey and flout your elders? 
From this moment I forbid you to ever see or communicate 
with this Dickinson again. 1 shall restore him the beads, and 
when I journey to England, you will accompany me. Do you 
hear ? Now go to your chamber and meditate on your mis- 
conduct. 

Betty. Nay, aunt, I will not give WiUiam up ; I love him. 
You may be cruel and dangle your lover for a lifetime, but I 
will marry mine, and you shall grant me your permission. 

Miss B, I grant my permission ! Never ! I do not break 
my word, miss. 

Betty {scornfully). Ah, do you not? Who, pray, has 
been drinking tea daily while pretendmg to deny herself? I 
beheld you with my own eyes take your little teapot from the 
locked cupboard ! 'Twould make a pretty story did I tell it. 
And I warn you, if you do not grant your permission to Will- 
iam and me, I will publish the secret tea-drinking. The town 
shall ring with it ! 

Enter Mandy. 

Mandy. Can't fin' no gol' beads, missy, nowhere. 

Miss B. Stupid ! Did you search under the window ? 

Mandy. Poor ol' Mandy crawl all ober de groun'. No 
beads dere. 

Miss B. {suspiciously). Methinks you may admire those 
beads. Unroll your turban. 

Mandy. 'Fore de Lawd, missy, don' 'spicion Mandy o' 
dem beads. I isn't got dem. 

(Miss B. looks in Mandv's turban. She takes out strange 



I 6 LOVE AND TEA 

things including a clay pipe. She also searches Mandy's 
pockets a7id her dress hem. No beads. M\%'s>'^. is angry.) 

Miss B. If you have thieved those beads, naught can save 
you from the whipping-post, hussy. I will search the garden 
myself. \^ExH. 

Betty {confidentially'). Come, Mandy. Tell me where my 
beads — tell me where my beads are. 

Mandy {excitedly). May de debbil carry me off. Miss 
Betty, if I ain't tellin' you de trufe. I don' know where dose 
beads is. But I 'vises you to watch you' aunt in de garden. 
If she finds dem 

Betty. True. I will be there to see. \Exit. 

(Mandy wanders about the room in some excitement. She 
does a song and dance ; aiiy thing appropriate to the period. 
Suddenly an idea strikes her. She goes to the hiding-place 
of the key, unlocks the cupboard, takes out the teapot and 
makes tea, drinks it with an exaggerated imitation of her 
mistress^ manfier, looki?ig about nervously all the time.) 

Mandy. Dat am de stuff, sure. Missy drink tea, Mandy 
drink tea too. No one see me 'cept dat black witch-cat ! He 
can't tell. {Sound of the knocker.) Lawsy ! Some one's at de 
door ! {She grabs the tea thiftgs and slams them into the cup- 
board, locks it and hides the key. She then exits at R. She 
returns with Mrs. S. and Mrs. C.) Please seat you'selves, 
ladies, while I tells Missy Boltwood you is here. \^Exit at R. 

Mrs. C. 'Tis best that friends should break her the un- 
happy news, not any chance comer. Think you not so? 

Mrs. S. Truly. A privilege of friendship is to report the 
disagreeable. I wonder how she will relish such tidings? 
Stephen Ingram was always a near friend to her, though 'twould 
take a Solomon to tell whether she cared aught for him. 

Enter Miss B. 

Miss B. Good- afternoon, neighbors. 

Mrs C ) 

M <^ 9 I {^^S^f^^^)' Good -afternoon. Miss Boltwood. 

Mrs. C. We trust we see you well and — and — of good for- 
titude. Mayhap you will need it. 

Mrs. S. {eagerly). Prepare yourself for sad news ; very sad 
news, my dear Miss Boltwood. Judge Ingram — you are aware 
that he but lately joined our army. 



LOVE AND TEA 1 7 

Miss B. I pray you go on ! 

Mrs. C. The report has but now come that he has been 
discovered in comniuiiiccition with the British. 

Mrs. S. And that he has been arrested and will be exe- 
cuted as a spy ! 

Miss B. {incredulously). Stephen Ingram a spy ! Impos- 
sible ! It is not true. 

Mrs. C. Iii3 conversion to patriotism was very sudden, my 
dear Miss Boltwood, and all know his Tory beliefs. 

Mrs. S. You have our deepest sympathy in that an old, 
and, mayhap, a dear friend has proved unworthy. True, he 
was a kind, agreeable man, but he was far too easily influenced, 
as you well know yourself. 

Miss B. (rising in indignation). Ladies, I will not hear 
Stephen Ingram traduced. I care not what reports are rife; I 
know the man. He would never do aught dishonorable. He 
may be of a yielding disposition, but his principles are ada- 
mant ! 

Enter Betty. She looks in surprise at her aunt and guests. 

Mrs. S. {maliciously). Miss Betty, your aunt is deeply 
concerned over the downfall of Judge Ingram. The whole 
town is buzzing with the news. It seems the Judge joined the 
patriot army but to furnish information to the British. He has 
been discovered and is to be executed as a spy ! 

(Betty sprifigs to her aunfs side atidputs her arms around 
her.) 

Betty. Dear aunt, *tis a false charge — I know it. They 
would not execute an innocent man. 

(Miss B. sinks into a chair as if about to faint. Betty rims 
a?id gets wine. Mrs. C. rushes to the fireplace, seizes a 
turkey wing and burns it, then holds it under Miss B.'s 
nose. She waves aside wine and feathers.) 

Mrs. C. Burnt feathers are so reviving ! 

Miss B. {recovering). I want no wine, or sympathy, so 
called. If my best friend is unjustly accused, I will journey to 
Boston and see him righted. Methinks I have some influence 
on both sides of this quarrel. 

(Mrs. S. and Mrs. C. look at o?ie another.) 



I 8 LOVE AND TEA 

Mrs. C. (aside). 'Tis best to go now. Miss Boltwood, 
pray call on us if we can be of any assistance. 

Mrs. S. {spitefully). Mayhap you would prefer solitude foi 
the recovery of your equanimity. 

[Exeunt Mrs. S. and Mrs. C. 

Betty. Pray, i.uiit, let us go immediately to Boston. 
Every minute may be precious. 

Miss B. Betty, I am deeply grateful for your belief in Judge 
Ingram. 

Enter Mandy with Mrs. A. Mandy carries a basket into 
which she has been picking the roses. She looks curiously 
at Miss B., as she observes her agitation. Mrs. A. takes 
Miss B.'s hand affectionately. 

Mrs. a. My dear friend, I have just heard the news con- 
cerning Judge Ingram. Surely there is some awful misappre- 
hension. No one who knows him could, for a minute, be- 
lieve him a spy for the British. 

Miss B. {still holding Mrs. A. 's hand). I thank you for those 
words. There is some grave mistake. For fear that he may — 

may be executed before others can clear him {Turfis to 

Mandy, who stands with opefi mouth, and speaks sharply.) 
Mandy I Run to Clapp's Tavern and reserve two seats on the 
Boston coach to-night. Here, pay for them with this guinea. 

(^Gives Mandy gold from her side pocket. Mandy exits in 
haste.) 

Mrs. a. Take my prayers and my good wishes with you, 
Miss Boltwood. If I can be of service in any way, pray let me 
know. [Exit. 

Miss B. Come, Betty, let us make haste to prepare for the 
journey. [Exeunt. 

(^For a moment the stage is empty. There is the sound of a 
knocker. No one responds. The knocker sounds again. 
After a time Judge, />/ the uniform of a minuteman, en- 
ters supporting Will., who has his arm in a sling.) 

Judge. There seems to be no one at home, William, but 
you must rest before going on to your own house. Mayhap 
the ladies will return soon. 

Will, {sinking back wearily i?i the great chair ; he is white 
and iveak). 'Twas most kind of you, sir, to bring me home. 



LOVE AND TEA 19 

I do not think I could have journeyed so far unaidetl. Yet 
you are needed in the army. 

Judge. I shall return immediately. {Ejiier Mandy in 
haste.) Ah, here is the wench. How are your mistresses, 
Mandy ? 

(Mandy falls back amazed aud gazes at Judge with rolling 
eyes. She slowly backs into a corner and does not take 
her eyes from him.) 

Mandy. Is you a ghos', sir? I heard de ladies say you 
was executioned. Please, Mr. Ghos' 

Judge {laughing). Nonsense, Mandy. 1 am true flesh 
and blood. How fares Miss Eoltwood ? 

Will. How is Miss Betty ? 

Mandy. Dey is all well, sir. Dat is, dey is feelin' awful 
bad dat you is executioned. On dat account dey is startin' on 
de coach to-night for Bos' on, sir. 

Will. What does she mean ? 

Judge. Executed ! What tale is this ? 

Mandy. De tale dat you is executioned as a spy, sir, for de 
Britishers. Missy Boltwood she say dat am a lie, an' she goin' 
to save you, sir. 

Judge. Bless her for her faith in me. 

Will. And does Miss Boltwood — er — er — is she still disap- 
proving of me ? 

Mandy (cheerfully). Oh, yes, sir. She powerful mad when 
she see dem beads on Miss Betty's neck. And when she 
frowed dem out de window 

Will. Who ? Not Miss Betty ? 

Mandy. Oh, yes, sir. She got mad, too, an' frowed de 
lovely beads out de window. We ain't never found dem, 
neider, sir. 

(Will, looks much cast down,) 

Enter Miss B. a7id Betty with bandboxes and bags. They 
wear bonnets. They stare dumbfoutided at the Judge 
and Will. 

Miss B. {going to Judge at l.). Stephen Ingram, thank 
God! 

(They clasp hands.) 

Betty (flying to the side of Will.). Oh, William ! (He 
tries to rise^ but sinks back.) Your wound, how fares it? 



20 LOVE AND TEA 

(She hangs over him and Mandy brings pillows.^ 

Judge {laughing). Do I look like a man about to be exe- 
cuted, Lavinia? Mandy has told us of the false report. 

Miss B. ' Twas false ! I knew it ! But how — why 

Judge. Another Ingram, but not from Hartlield, was the 
spy. He has met his punishment ere this, poor fellow. 

Betty. Aunt Lavinia, William craves the fresh air. May 
we go into the garden ? 

Miss B. {absently). Yes, child. 

\^Exit Will., leaning on Betty, at R. 

Judge. Lavinia, I could not be a traitor to the patriot 
cause, for I am with it heart and soul. Your example did help 
to win me over. 

Miss B. Mine ? How so ? 

Judge. When you practiced such self-denial and gave up 
your tea. {Playfully.) I knew you were wedded to it. 

Miss B. {humbly). Oh, Stephen, you shame me. I did 
not keep my vow. I confess I have been drinking tea in 
secret. The habit was too strong for me. But now your 
patriotism has kindled mine. I, too, adopt the patriot cause. 
To it I will give myself and all I have, even my tea ! Look ! 
I break the pot in token that I break the habit. 

{She takes the teapot from the cupboard and is about to shat- 
ter it on the hearth when Mandy sprifigs forward.) 

Mandy. Oh, missy, don' smash de little teapot ! Give it 
to old Mandy. 

{She holds out her hands for it. yii'&s^. puts the pot into 
them. Mandy clasps it to her breast.) 

Miss B. Well, take it and get you to the kitchen. You can 
brew naught but ''Liberty Tea" in it now. 

(Mandy starts to go but is loath to lose any of the conversa- 
tion, so lingers by the door at l.) 

Judge. Lavinia, it rejoices me that you so heartily embrace 
the glorious cause of independence. 'Tis noble 

Miss B. Say not so, Stephen. You must, in your heart, 
despise me for my weakness. 

Judge. Despise you ! I could not. Come, tell me. Were 
you about to journey to Boston in my behalf? 



LOVE AND TEA 21 

Miss B. Yes, I had so purposed. I would have wrested 
you from prison and execution, if need be ! 

Judge. What a friend you are, Lavinia ! 

Miss B. {looking at him tetiderly). I have but now learned 
your worth to me, Stephen. 

Judge. And I yours. Our friendship shall endure while 
life lasts. 'Tis above passion. 

Miss B. (^faintly). Yes, Stephen. 

Judge. I see now how exalted is our relation. 'Tis an 
ideal. 

Miss B. {downcast). True, 'tis an ideal — but 

Judge {enthusiastically). Dear Lavinia, you have shown 
me how earthly are mere love and marriage compared to this 
mating of our souls. Never again will I annoy you with 
words of love. Such friendship is all 1 ask ! 

Miss B. {amazed, then indig?iant). Stephen, I care not for 
your friendship ! 

Judge [surprised). What mean you, Lavinia? 

Miss B. {embarrassed, yet courageous^. 1 mean that I know 
— now — that I — I — love you, Stephen. 

Judge {joyfully). Can it be that you are willing to wed me ? 

{He comes nearer and looks tenderly at her.) 
Miss B. Yes, Stephen. 

{He takes her in his arms. Mandy looks interested, then 
glad. At this point she exclaims.) 

Mandy. Hurrroo ! 

Miss B. {sharply, turning about towardMk^n^). Mandy, 
why are you still here? Go into the garden and finish the rose 
gathering. 

Mandy. Yes, missy. 

{She takes basket and exits at l., still clasping the teapot to 
her breast.) 

Enter Betty and Will, at r. 

Judge {looking at Betty and Will. ). Lavinia, I pray you 
permit the young people to be as happy as we are. Will you 
not ? 

Miss B. I will, at your bidding, Stephen. {She goes toward 

them.) Betty ! 

Betty. Yes, aunt. 



22 LOVE AND TliA 

Enter Mandy excitedly, holding up the beads. She still clasps 
the teapot. 

Mandy. Here's de gol' beads, missy. Mandy found dem 
hangin' on de rose-bush. 

(She gives the beads to Miss B.) 

Miss B. Good Mandy. You shall be rewarded. Here, 
Betty, take your beads. 1 give William permission to put them 
about your neck with my blessing. 

Betty {joyfully). Oh, thank you, aunt. 

{She gives the beads to Will.) 

Will. I am deeply grateful, Aunt Lavinia. 

{He clasps the beads about Betty's 7ieck and kisses her. 
The Judge aiid Miss B. stand hand-iti-haiid beaming at 
them. Mandy gazes joyfully also, still clasping the tea- 
pot. She turns suddenly to the cupboard zvhich Miss B. 
had left open, and seizes the tea-caddy. With this in one 
hand and the pot in the other, she cries.) 

Mandy. Glory ! Glory ! Dey has love and I has tea ! 



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